Aa Fatima, I’m not sure why I decided to post here.. I’ve been on this site countless of times and even leave comments from time to time. But I’ve never shared anything of my own. I’m a 23 year old hijabi who will be graduating from college this year, and soon to be married as ... Read More
“Thank you sister.. I don’t know you but you and the others help me so much. Thank you for saying you support me. I really need that. It is such a wonder how certain words have deep impact in one’s life. I wish I knew wonderful people like you in real life.” “Thank you brother ... Read More
Salam everyone. I’m struggling with a hard time in my life. I’m a teenager and I feel like everything is coming out at once, every obstacle. For one thing, my parents fight every night, then they fight with me, etc. My mother shouts everyday for no reason at all, maybe a dirty dish here and ... Read More
Salam, I am a female in my late teens and I am honestly done with my life. The thing is, it is no ones fault but mine and I am convinced that I am nothing but a nuisance to everyone around me. This all started in my earlier in my life, when I was 14 ... Read More
I am a female freshman college student who is turning 19 in a few short months. I was looking towards a fresh start, and I am still hoping for change, but it has been difficult to change past behaviors that I had in high school. I am very confused about who I am, and what ... Read More
Are you from Pakistani/Indian subcontinent? Because I tell ya- those brown parents take some sort of secret courses to be their own child’s best critics. You know what though? Instead of hating on them…THANK them. They are preparing you for the world (and they may not even know it). Yes, parents should be a source ... Read More
Dear Fatima, I’m a teenage girl and my parents are killing my soul. They can’t think of one damn thing that is good about me. All they see is that I’m a terrible person. Imagine that every time someone said something bad about you, your parents reaffirmed that in your face. Today I volunteered somewhere ... Read More
I need to stop being so suspicious of men in my assumptions that they’re going to hurt me. In my eyes, any man has the potential to be abusive, even the ones I trust wholeheartedly. I see it as only a matter of time before they snap, before they assault me, which makes me ache ... Read More
Sometimes we grow blind to the horror of our own experiences because we survived them. We no longer feel them. We become muted to our own torture. Yet when we share these abuses with others, their reactions are surprising. We are amazed that anyone could consider our trials to have been horrific. We are shocked when ... Read More
